It was June 2015 when it all started, a football that accidentally hit me in the leg by a stranger, an incident that probably saved my life. It brought on the severe pain that led to me pushing for an MRI which eventually revealed a pretty big tumor above my knee that had literally eaten through my femur.
My femur was so badly damaged that the orthopedic specialist was astonished as to how my leg had not given way, especially considering the impact that it would have been taking as I was running 5 days a week. It was so bad that as soon as they say the results of the scan, I was put on bone strengthening medicine for a year and I was told that I wasn’t allowed to put my foot to the ground for fear of my leg breaking. It was 6 months, 6 months on crutches, add that to being absolutely wiped of all energy from the chemotherapy and radiation I had to endure, it certainly made for tough going.
Thinking back, my leg could have given way on any day while I had been out walking or running, if it did, it would have meant a series of operations and pins in my leg to fix the damage, and it certainly would have put a long term doubt on my return to running, I couldn’t be more thankful that my leg held strong.
As of last week the latest scan of my leg looks good, you can actually still see where the tumor was if you look in line with where the L is. You can see what looks like a large round black hole, this is the damage that the tumor caused, thankfully now it has mostly repaired and filled in with new bone, and Orthopedics are so happy with it’s healing that they have actually signed me off, so I don’t need to return to them unless I suffer any concerning pains, so I’m delighted, one less hospital visit to think about, and it looks like my leg is good to go for the Dublin Marathon!